This is one of the more overwrought passages in the first half of the book, but it still made me perform a low whistle of appreciation. Kate and Edith waltzing together to a luxury phonograph in a shuttered ballroom:
They were wheeling wheeling in each other’s arms heedless at the far end where they had drawn up one of the white blinds. Above from a rather low ceiling five great chandeliers swept one after the other almost to the waxed parquet floor reflecting in their hundred thousand drops the single sparkle of distant day, again and again red velvet panelled walls, and two girls, minute in purple, dancing multiplied to eternity in these trembling pears of glass.
sometimes does it seem to you that exhibitions in San Francisco come in only two varieties? Either they’re dumb and lithe and beautiful, like Michael Phelps, or they’re too darn hard to understand.
also, some tracks and info on late-70s San Francisco “synthpunks” the Units, courtesy Mike Lupica
DEAD TURTLE: Is the phrase “cynical douchebag” Not Safe For Work?
STORK: [Condescending] I think it’s perfectly acceptable.
OLD-TIMEY HOLLYWOOD FILM DIRECTOR: It’s a gas!
MAN SHAPED LIKE CALIFORNIA: Blanche!! [audience roars its approval]
AN AVG. READER OF THIS BLOG, BESPECTACLED AND FULL OF HOT HATE: I’m a virgin
FAMOUS MODEL: I’m bored
FAMOUS MODEL #2: I’m hungry
FAMOUS ARTIST: I pulled all the styrofoam out of the schools and chopped up a bunch of felt-tipped pens and poured the ink (and cut-up plastic) over the styrofoam mound like rain (and… boulders) down a slick old mountain. [Long, stupid pause.] Gagosian bought it for a mil.
DOCTOR: Quit smoking. Take a nap. Wristguards.
SONIC YOUTH: That was our first album. We were kids.
GRAINY NATIVE-AMERICAN ON YOUTUBE: The wheel spins inside of science. It spins inside of weather.
GAY ACTIVIST: Hey!
FEMINIST SCHOLAR: Unconscionable.
ALLEN GINSBERG: The rasta… skeleton…
RUTH BADER GINSBURG: [takes huge bite of sandwich]
A homeless man is on trial in San Mateo County on charges that he smacked a fellow transient in the face with a skateboard as the victim was engaged in a conversation about quantum physics, authorities said Wednesday.
New comedy habit: saying “thanks” at benignly inappropriate times. “Hey man!” “Hey!” “How’s it going!” “Pretty good! How about you?” “Good!” “Thanks!” [riotous laughter followed by applause]
I smoke tongues like spliffs; I was banned from freestyle competitions when the board found out I went to private school. I wear my necktie like a thong and wear a cummerbund bong / I’m sharia le’boef, this is my marzipan song: Ohhhh, nooooh, the Noh theaters of Japan are cloooooosssedddd for the niiiiightttttt
Fast-fwd to the 45:05 mark — I was kind of “phoning it in,” but I think I won a T-shirt anyway!!!
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